Nostrils Full Of That Eddie Cane

[Intro] Jarren Benton! SMKA Nigga wassup I’m lost in a world made of 808 [Verse 1] 808, beat up blocks Jarren Benton, he don’t stop SMKA, we gon’ rock Speakers blown on my speaker box Wood grain, Chevy day Superman was Lois Lane Night of the Living Dead, we want brain Blow on a O, on that Mary Jane Trunk trunk, raddle it, let it bang Nostrils full of that Eddie Kane Me I’m tryna get faded, man If is that fire, nigga let it flame She like that, it won’t you let it rain Always money, ho you insane Trigger on that bitch, know who that lane Don’t stop, get it, get it, do that thing Cadillac grown, Cadillac gone Click-click blah, handle that chrome Heavy metal that will put a crack on that dome Sucka ass nigga better paddle back home TPG, Eastside zone Fuck up the booth when I beast those songs Kickin’ down the fuckin’ door to get a little bit of dough Then hop in that coupe nigga, peace I’m gone [Hook (2X)] 808 bumpin’, the speakers are jumpin’ The bass just tumpin’ The beat keeps pumpin’ And we got it, we got, we got it, we got it [Verse 2] She wanna fuck with that nigga cause think that I got-got-got When I pull up in the Oldschool Six Deuce Leanin’ low, beatin’ down your block-block-block Feeling so screwed then chop-chop-chop Girl get low then drop-drop-drop Fuck around with SMKA and J you will get shot-shot-shot Get it? Yeah! Cash rules everything nigga, Wu-Tang Batmobile nigga, black Bruce Wayne UFO with the triple gold D’s and the 20’s in the back kick Liu Kang Suicide doors, Kurt Cobain Fresh to the graveyard 6 shoot game Hit the pussy, beat the pussy, fuck from the back all night And I don’t even know her name Why they hate on that 808 that thing that go I’m here to take over and innovate so wanna lock doors, it ain’t safe GA red clay, dope on wax Fiends get hooked then they can’t go back Feeling it so, this that crack Put it in your pipe nigga, inhale that [Hook]